So, they were thrilled to have come up with a gift that they knew Dom wanted and had not purchased. We trotted off to Cook's Warehouse in Ansley Mall for the perfect gift. Sonny had seen him admiring a particular knife weeks before and was confident this was the perfect gift. He wrote two poems; one for Dom to read before he opened the gift:
Every day is Father’s Day
Every day’s a feast
You always make us laugh away
So you get what is helpful in the least
In the past years we
Have waited till the 11th hour
But Nic and I both agree
This is better than a whimsy flower
So now it is time to open up your present
It’s nice I will admit
We are giving you our consent,
Every day’s a feast
You always make us laugh away
So you get what is helpful in the least
In the past years we
Have waited till the 11th hour
But Nic and I both agree
This is better than a whimsy flower
So now it is time to open up your present
It’s nice I will admit
We are giving you our consent,
A knife, a knife
A very special one
Yours for the rest of your life
Gifted to you by your Sons
Every day is Father’s Day
Ever day’s a feast
But now you have a special way
In which to cut the beast!!!
Yours for the rest of your life
Gifted to you by your Sons
Every day is Father’s Day
Ever day’s a feast
But now you have a special way
In which to cut the beast!!!
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